Chapter 1293

"There are some scratches on the window sill, some of which are covered by snow, and the marks are unclear. However, we found a few animal hairs in the cracks of the window. It is suspected to be ape-like creatures, but we need to wait for further confirmation from the laboratory."

Yu Yang nodded slightly, and said, "Let's rest tonight, wait for the results of the laboratory tomorrow, and call the whole team for a meeting."

"Do you need to arrange manual protection?"

"unnecessary."

After a few simple commands, the people in the room left one after another.

Yu Yang called Li Rui and Tang Linhao to stop: "You two, come out with me."

The two followed Yu Yang out.

Not long after that, Hu Fangfang gathered her clothes and left.

The remaining Zhuang Jia and Song Jingru had nothing to say and were out of place.

Song Jingru's eyes were still red and swollen, and she didn't want Zhuang Jia to see her joke, so she followed Hu Fangfang and left the room.

Zhuang Jia sat alone in the room, with half of her body leaning against the table, her chin resting on her hands, her calf dangling from side to side...doing nothing.

There was such a fuss in the middle of the night, and all the drowsiness ran away. She hesitated whether to go back to sleep, but she didn't want to face Song Jingru very much, and felt quite embarrassed.

In retrospect, Song Jingru is also pitiful, she can't like anyone, but she has to like Yu Yang.

Rational, cold and severe.

It doesn't matter if you like him secretly, because he doesn't care about your mood at all, and he doesn't care about your fragility, he will only assign you tasks in a business-like manner. And when you screw up, expect the most ruthless reprimand.

Thinking about it this way, Zhuang Jia felt that Song Jingru was simply looking for abuse.

If Song Jingru wasn't Yu Yang's subordinate, she might still have a chance, but now, all her affection will be put into the letter of self-criticism.

I don't know if I will cry while writing? ...

She was thinking wildly, and Yu Yang came back from the outside.

Seeing that he was carrying her lady's satchel in his hand, Zhuang Jia couldn't help being slightly stunned. Just as she was about to ask, Yu Yang said, "You will sleep here with me tonight."

……what?

Zhuang Jia blinked, wondering if she had heard it wrong, asking her to sleep in a dormitory with three big men? This is suitable?

She glanced behind Yang—the door was closed and locked.

Seeing the confusion on her face, Yu Yang explained, "Li Rui and Tang Linhao are going to live in a youth hostel tonight."

Zhuang Jia was stunned.

It was the standard double room that smelled of damp and musty, and the neighbors on the left and right looked wretched and rude.

Hope they don't mind...

"Will the superior reimburse you?" Zhuang Jia asked.

Yu Yang loosened his neckline, took off his coat, and said calmly, "I'll reimburse them."

Zhuang Jia pursed her lips and smiled, "Then I'll sleep in your bed?"

"Yeah." He sat down beside Tang Linhao's bed, frowned and lifted the quilt, with a look of disgust and helplessness on his face, and finally he didn't take off his clothes, and lay down neatly on it, like a patient with a cleanliness disorder facing the cruel reality passive resistance.

And Zhuang Jia happily took off her outer clothes, kicked off her shoes, and got into Yu Yang's original bed.

The bed was still the one arranged in the dormitory, but because Yu Yang had been lying on it, to Zhuang Jia, it was as if it had been sterilized invisibly, and he felt very comfortable sleeping.

She rolled into a ball, only her head was exposed outside the quilt, seeing the well-dressed man on the next bed, Zhuang Jia couldn't help laughing.

"Go to sleep." Yu Yang closed his eyes and sighed helplessly, "If you don't sleep, it will be dawn."

Zhuang Jia was excited, how could he sleep?

She rolled on the bed, tossed and turned repeatedly, and the bed board creaked from time to time.

In the silent late night, this sound is especially piercing, challenging the brain nerves.

Yu Yang couldn't bear it anymore, got out of bed and walked over in silence, wrapped in her arms with the quilt... She finally calmed down.

After a while, Zhuang Jia twisted in his arms and called his name softly.

"Yu Yang."

"Um?"

"Did you hear anything?"